Three months came and went on Friday.... this happened to coincide with Daddy's 32nd birthday! Overall, it was a great day for celebration--Sunshine, a Friday, a beautiful fall day. However, you were not in the party mood... Your poor tummy is still giving you trouble just about every day. Friday was no different--in fact it was a pretty bad evening until you finally called it a night and let daddy and I celebrate by eating Domino's pizza and "watching" (aka sleeping) a movie.
About a year ago, I started wondering if you were a possibility...little bits of nausea here, some funny dreams there....but I kept you a secret for fear of being thought I was "crazy" for not being able to prove something so important. When my family members joked at Thanksgiving that my nausea better not mean I was pregnant (amidst laughter), I fully denied the possibility. I also denied a glass of wine with Thanksgiving dinner and only ate about half a plate of food. You were there, little one. Smaller than a poppy seed and already changing my life.
The past month your little personality has slowly starting to peek out here and there. I heard your first real, actual giggle, followed by severe hiccups and fussiness. I knew it was your real laugh because, well, I could hear it...but also because I got the same chills, teary eyed reaction that I got the first time I saw your smile. I promise you, I could sit and watch you smile and wait for you to laugh all day every day. Sadly, your laughs are still inconsistent .... I think partially because you worry about those mean old hiccups all the time! I cannot wait until I hear the sweet peals that is your laughter every single day.
You get so angry and heartbroken and fussy when we pause from eating to try to get you to burp.... a fiery streak that tells us exactly what you think and how you feel.... I think you get this from your daddy. You do this when you think we have left you alone too long as well. I hope your sweet personality traits continue to shine through though.... sure, keep your backbone, it is wonderful to have.... but don't let your "temper" get the best of you.
You love to talk. You are very good at taking turns. Daddy and I like to pretend you are telling us about your day or the dreams that you had during your nap. It is hilarious to us when we say things like "Did you have any good dreams during your nap, Lierre?" and you start waving your arms and cooing and gurgling up a storm. We are really trying to make a conscious effort to talk to you about everything these days. Today you watched me fold clothes and I talked about all the colors of the shirts, what the parts of the shirts/pants are called (collars, buttons, zippers) and your eyes never left my face while I described it. I hope you love to learn....it will enrich your life so much.
You did not have a 3 month doctor appointment, so I'm not sure exactly how heavy you are. We tried to weigh me on the scale and then add you to my arms to see how the weight changed. Your weight is around 11ish pounds, but we can't be sure on our rickety scale. Your cheeks are much rounder, even chubby at times. I wish I knew how long you are, though... I swear you have grown at least another inch or so. It is much harder fitting you into my lap and it seems as though you take up almost the entire play mat when I lay you on it. I cannot imagine how it will be next month or months down the road, when you get so long and start to be mobile and don't want mommy as much. You really are losing the newborn look and look much more like an infant.
You are a star with sleeping. A complete champion. You are still napping a few times a day, some about 2-3 hours, others about 30 minutes. However, at night you sleep about 12-13 hours on your own. We actually have to wake you up in the mornings sometimes.... ever since you have found your thumb, that morning bottle doesn't seem quite as important. Sometimes people ask me what "method" we are using to get you to sleep... I always just kind of go "uhmmm...." and make a face. YOU, my dear, are doing this all on your own. Sure, we keep a routine as best as we can at night, but you just love sleep at night.
I have been working almost a full month and you have adjusted very well with the change. Between your grandma and daddy, you have been well taken care of and smothered in love. I have adjusted better than I thought to being at work, but I still long for you daily and have to force myself out of the door in the mornings. The best part of my day is when I finally hold you in my arms after work... it's as if I can finally breath deep.
You hate: gas.... it hurts you so bad and breaks my heart. Unexpected/Loud noises (like Jack barking)... it scares you and there have been a few times when we have had to comfort you.
You love: your bottles (you don't miss breast feeding at all....), having your daddy "bicycle" your legs while singing to you, and as always, snuggling.
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| Daddy bicycling your legs on his birthday |
New Things: You can actually be put down for little bits at a time now without getting upset right away. You have also found the television.... while this is helpful when I need to cook something, or walk outside, or run to the bathroom.... I have to physically cover your eyes sometimes until you break your concentration on the television. Eeek.
I can't believe you are three months old. That sounds SO old to me! We love you so much and I never get tired of spending time with you.... in fact, the more I am with you, the more I want to be with you. You are a breath of fresh air and I love entering this holiday season and seeing it through your eyes. Everything is so much more magical with you here.
Love always,
Momma
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